Jeez, it's a good job you two live a few hundred miles apart otherwise picture the scene -
Main street Winnie-bison-peg, high noon, the diminutive figure of a woman leaves the saloon and walks to the middle of the street - a shout from the barbers shop doorway where a large hairy humanoid lurks - they face each other down - frying pan against beer can at 50 paces......................
LOL
